The Sinner in Saint's Regalia Lyrics

Terminus; a new start at a knifes edge

The curse of positivity, a facade I've mastered

Reeled in, swallowed wholesale

The sinner in saint's regalia

Didn't matter much to me then

But as they pry, I burrow equally

Shards of glass

Bereft of past

No history

No tomes in me

Based in part

Upon fictions I recant

No ancestry

I'm dead to me

The structures they build

In vain were they killed

A watcher of none

Gone

If all men must die

(If all men must die)

Created, for why?

(Created, for why?)

Regress

(Regress)

Regress

Shards of glass

Bereft of past

No history

No tomes in me

Based in part

Upon fictions I recant

No ancestry

I'm dead to me

The structures they build

In vain were they killed

A watcher of none

Gone

Gone

Gone and forgotten

None

No consciousness, no heaven

Hell

No hell, no void awaiting

Now

Your only truth, escaping

You

When even the stars die

A stelliferous wasteland

Cosmic graveyard

Zero signs of life

Stretched so thin

Impossibly hostile

Is it any wonder

That there isn't a meaning

Is there any meaning

If I followed the tenants

Of what should be considered a good life

Am I not deserved of nirvana

Carry on, carry on, you'll be great

You're the best they've ever seen

No skin off your back to have lived a life

A life

A life lived clean